REGRET

Please don’t read too much into today’s comic. Although my comics have often steered towards thinly veiled autobiography in the form of parable or fantasy, this strip doesn’t particularly speak to any one moment in my life, any one person or instance. Rather, this comic was a poem that had formulated in my mind over the last couple weeks and would not leave me alone until I wrote it out. It’s hard to properly describe how monumental this was, but I’ll try…

You see, once it was written down it was almost inevitable that I would produce some kind of comic illustration out of it. After a lengthy period of stagnation since my last real comics post ANY creative impulse was a welcome and fortuitous turn of events and I decided not to question it.

It actually reminded me of the way I used to produce my comics back in 1996-2001. Back then the creative spark was more important than narrative or structure. Immediacy was the most important thing. In the earliest days of the inkwell more often than not POETRY would be the only impetus I needed to create a comic. It felt good to create in that way again. Like coming home. I suspect you’ll be seeing more comics in the more classic magic inkwell style of not so long ago being posted here as we see the close of this year and the hopeful dawn of the next.